Amused at how he addressed himself, Leila giggled. She found his sense of humour sexy and wondered if he often joked like that all the time.
The truth was, Trevor Saint Williamson was dangerously handsome. The smile he was flashing her way was doing more than it should to her.
Her body reacted to him and she didn't mind. She only wondered if he felt the same way as he would be the first man she'd desired even before knowing who he was.
Trevor chuckled. Her thoughts were amusing even though that was how he affected all the women he had been with except one.
A shadow crossed his face as he remembered her, the woman that had been invading his dream. The woman who felt nothing for him and had almost murdered him without a second thought.
The woman he believed had disappeared from the surface of the earth...
Trevor's eyes snapped to Leila as he felt her hands on him. He furrowed his brows, staring at her oval-shaped face.
"Don't you want me too?"
She was too forward, but that was how he liked most women to be. He found it sexy when they came at him but it was a surprise Leila was initiating it as he assumed she wanted to speak with him alone.
Shrugging, Trevor tugged her into him. He had been thinking of having a one-night stand and hadn't seen the perfect person until now.
He grinned as she shivered and her eyes went wide as his hand kneaded her backside.
He placed tiny kisses on her neck, down to her cleavage which was exposed by the sweetheart neckline of the dress she donned.
Leila moaned and she murmured in his ear, "People are watching."
Shrugging again, he slid down from where he sat and tugged her away from the bar into his car.
Leila moaned as Trevor's hand slipped into the mini skirt she donned. She grasped his shirt and pushed her body to his as his lips covered her.
"Ain't we there yet?" Trevor asked after a while.
"Where?" Leila asked, her head fuzzy from the intense kiss she had shared with him.
She gazed around as the car halted and her eyes widened.
"Is this your h-house?" She stuttered.
Leila tilted her head as she received no response.
They were not at the bar anymore and she wondered how they had gotten to the huge penthouse in front of her without noticing.
"His lips," She murmured to herself, touching hers. She believed they were magical as they made her forget everything she was thinking in an instant.
Not having enough time to glance at her surroundings, she scurried after Trevor whose stride was too long.
As soon as they got to the elevator, his hand was all over her again.
Leila believed she might die from having kissed him too much. But was surprised she was alive.
The moment they stepped into the room, Trevor tugged off his tie and clutched her to him.
She was responsive and not only that, she was beautiful.
But he was sure she'd look more beautiful without her clothes on.
He captured her mouth and undid the zipper of her dress.
His hand cupped her breasts in the lacy bra she donned and his lips trailed kisses downward. When he got to the soft mould of flesh, he inhaled deeply.
Her scent was intoxicating. He couldn't think of anything else aside from wanting to be inside of her, he couldn't stop thinking about her blood that was turning his head around.
Blood, his subconscious mused. He only needs a taste to feel alright.
He only needed to nip her neck and sucked from her. It wasn't all that hard but at the same time, it was because he was restraining himself.
It had been a while since he stopped having the urge to kill or suck from a human.
Ever since Kira left.
Now. He could not explain the feelings. It was even stronger than he had imagined.
Trevor gripped Leila's neck and his head dipped. His fangs pierced out of his mouth slowly and he halted as his phone vibrated.
Groaning, he plucked the phone from the nightstand and glared at the screen.
"What is going on?" Leila asked, disappointed that his hands weren't on her body.
She sighed and sat on the bed whilst watching him stalk out of the room.
She gripped her phone as it vibrated and she beamed.
"Hey Jolly!" Leila grinned, waving at her friend whose face popped up on the screen.
"Hey, Girl!" Jolly enthused. "Why is your lipstick smudged? I thought you were coming to the party tonight..."
"The party?" Leila creased her brows, then gasped as she recalled why she left home. "I am sorry. Something came up!"
She had sighted her friends at the bar but due to wanting to introduce herself to Trevor, she had gone to him first and she was glad she did.
"Does that something involve getting laid tonight?" Jolly tilted her brow.
Leila rolled her eyes, "It doesn't, I was playing around and my lipstick smudged."
"Oh yeah?" Jolly said, her eyes narrowed.
Jolly didn't believe her. Leila could see the disbelief in her pale blue eyes. But she didn't care.
There was no way she'd tell her she had been with Trevor.
Jolly had a big mouth and couldn't keep a secret to save herself.
If she told her where she was, it would spread sooner than she wanted. And the last thing on her mind was having her father know her whereabouts.
Trevor shook his head. His ears twitched and he chuckled at what the Jolly as he heard Leila called her was saying.
He had heard their conversation from the start.
Now she was describing men's physique and wondered what kind of woman she was.
He caught a glimpse of her as he stepped into the room unsuspecting.
A blonde with pale blue eyes and golden skin. Sharp nose and full lips which red lipstick adorned.
When Leila noticed his presence, she turned and let out a soft gasp before biting her lip.
Leila hung up the call even when Jolly was screaming for her to stare at the perfection in front of her.
"Oh, goodness," Leila muttered.
It looked almost impossible for a man to be as good-looking as he was.
At the bar, she hadn't gotten the time to assess him but now, being in the middle of nowhere, she could see one of the reasons whilst women, both married and unmarried were insanely attracted to him.
Abs that were as hard as a rock, his hair, as dark as midnight was tousled as if he just finished running his hand through it. His muscles flexed with each step he took and his eyes...
"Like what you see?" Trevor asked, snapping her out of her thoughts.
He tilted his brows as she nodded.
A shy smile formed on her lovely face and she stood, walking towards him slowly.
Leila splayed her hands on his bare chest and let them move downwards.
Trevor groaned. He had gotten laid recently. He definitely shouldn't be this attracted to her.
However, he was. And her blood was another thing. He could not seem to stop thinking about it.
When he tried to take his mind off it, something came up to remind him he had been starving himself for quite a long time.
"Can you move?" He asked, wrinkling his nose.
"You promised to satisfy me tonight," Leila whispered.
"I did?"
She beamed and bounced her head.
Trevor recalled telling it to her and he wondered why he had done so.
There was no way he would be able to control what would happen tonight.
Leila gasped as he latched his lips on hers. She dug her hand into his hair and pulled him closer.
She slipped her tongue into his opened mouth and her hand wandered to his d*ck which had hardened.
Trevor grunted and slapped her hand away. He carried her and tossed her on the bed before jumping on her.
His mouth wandered to her neck and his canine slipped out.
Trevor shut his eyes and sucked in a deep breath before sinking his teeth.
He grunted and clasped his hand on her mouth as she struggled but he didn't let go.
It wasn't until she was lifeless that he stopped.
His eyes enlarged as he gazed at her unmoving body, sprawled on his bed with her head almost detached from her body.
"Shit!" He rasped, darting out of bed towards the door.